Enough tears to fill the ocean.
Enough heart breaks to wonder why I love.
Enough sleep to last me years but it's never good enough.
Enough thoughts to write a book.
But you know.
Those tears turn into happiness when we talk .
Those heart breaks barely seem so big because you put the pieces back together.
The sleep has been taken away because I stay up talking to you. Or just thinking about you.
Those thoughts that used to be so sad. Turned into all you. Because you are the only thing on my mind.
YOU ARE READING
Poems. My storys into words.
PoesíaMy poems. I'm not a professional, pretty far from it, these are really just my thoughts put into words.
